"Good! Since the third young master is so sincere! Then I will play with the third young master

When they heard that they were going to beat the little white face, they were excited to give up a circle about 20 meters in diameter in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Gang made a fist and posed: "how do you want to fight?"

"This is less fair, if you hurt me, even if you win! How about it? "

Ling Luoyu stands elegant and graceful, the breeze blows, the green silk slants, the clothes flutter, where there is just that kind of cynicism, eating and waiting for death lazy appearance.

Although Chenggang was shocked, he didn't think so.

Sample!

No matter how long a snake grows, it will not become a dragon.

Waste, after all, is nothing to fear.

In the roar of the tiger, Xuanling jiuzhong's mysterious Qi bursts out and bumps into Ling Luoyu.

Iron stone egg hurt to smack tongue, turn head not to look.

Xuanhuang Yizhong's accomplishments have been crushed into dregs by Ling Luoyu. What are you, Xuanling Jiuchong, who are you?!

"Bang!"

Ling Luoyu's mysterious Qi burst out, and he met Xuanling Jiuchong with the cultivation of Xuanling Badong.

Yuwen Dongxu is surprised. He doesn't expect Ling Luoyu to be Xuanling Bazhong.

Isn't she a waste without Xuanqi cultivation?!

In the heart is doubting, two dark gas collide, Cheng steel unexpectedly backward three steps, startled eyes.

They are all their own children. Ling Luoyu didn't kill him, so far.

The evil charm of the lips is light, and her head is raised.

"Chenggang, do you want to try again?"

Cheng Gang shook his head slowly.

What else do you try!

Just that touch, he already felt the surging power of Ling Luoyu.

That power is definitely more than the eight fold cultivation of Xuanling.

I'm afraid he can't hurt Ling Luoyu.

He still knows himself a little bit!

Yuwen Dongxu's eyes show displeasure, and this steel is too unpromising.

He was beaten back by a Xuanling eight, but he didn't mean to pull back a game.

With a glance, he turned his head sideways to a thin little man.

"Yuwenbin, you come!"

Yu Wenbin is his younger brother, xuanba's triple cultivation and the highest cultivation of Lingjia army.

Also only he, can give Ling Luoyu a power in one fell swoop, thus let her understand, what is a pustular.

Yu Wenbin's face was expressionless, and he stepped out of the room, and his mysterious Qi burst out in an instant.

Ling Luoyu disdains to hook lips: "Xuan Ba triple?"

She carried her hands on her back.

"Yuwenbin, this little game is still effective You hurt me, or I move my hand You win

Yuwen Dongxu's eyes narrowed slightly, with a sneering smile.

Just won a Xuanling nine heavy just, so forgetful, I don't know the sky and the earth.

In the face of xuanba's threefold, she dare to speak up.

I really don't know if I should say that she is de se, I don't know who she is, or that she is arrogant and does not know how to die!

Yu Wenbin is not good at words, silent jaw head, is allowed Ling Luoyu's game rules.

Suddenly, he pressed Ling Luoyu with xuanba's three forces.

However, when the dark air burst out, Ling Luoyu felt his hesitation.

It must be because of her identity that he did not dare to fight.

Lengran hook lips, Ling Luoyu added a fire.

"Xuanba triple? It's just that! What's more, he has the face to say that he is not a pussy

Her sarcasm is like an awl into Yu Wenbin's heart.

They are all warriors who kill the enemy with blood. Why should they be ridiculed by a waste young master who eats and dies.

Fierce from the heart, Yu Wenbin's xuanba triple, all-out collision.

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